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Chapter 1 — Preliminary

MY UNWANTED LYCAN MATE.
FIRST MEETING.
"In her smile, I see something more beautiful than the stars."
A Lycan werewolf romance.
King Miller is the Lycan king who despises the werewolf race and wants nothing to do with them. He is a man-whore who sleeps with anything under the skit. He rules his kingdom with strict rules. He is well known all over the others’ pack for his enormity, and violent acts towards anyone who steps on his territory without his permission. He loathes the human race the most because his birth mother was one.
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Mia;
She’s the alpha werewolf. Her brother is the king of the werewolves, and she was in love with his brother, Beta, Kelly. She meets her mate, who transpires to be the Lycan king, who wants nothing to do with her and thinks it’s best if he rips her throat.
"King Miller-Jones, King of the Cold Blood Pack, I, Mia Divas, renounce you as my mate and monarch."
"I, King Miller-Jones, spurn your rejection." he roar.
*Preliminary*
"Mate! Mate! Mate, I sat up when I heard my wolf chant in my head. "What?" I snarled at my happy howling wolf, "Mate! He is here. She keeps pestering me.
"No, I don’t need a mate, and I don’t need to be restrained or timid in front of anyone." And besides, I am in love with my brother’s beta, Kelly. All I have to do is tell him how I felt about him, and I won’t have an unsuitable mate! "No, I want my mate! She growls.
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Time halted. My lungs had stopped inhaling and exhaling.
Everything has stopped existing. I could not feel or sense anything else apart from this gorgeous man standing in front of me. Not beautiful, that would be too feminine. He was the embodiment of virility. His messy silver hair fell over his forehead. He was taller than any man I had ever met. He had a built-in muscular body, which was driving my wolf insane and crazy. He is defined as being perfect; he’s strong, powerful, and glamorous. Mate, mate! Mate. My wolf wailed. Those ocean blue eyes were glued on me, and I was abruptly wet down below. His perfect lips kept calling out for a kiss.
I blurted out, "Fuck." I had to relinquish run, I don’t need a mate.
My claws dig in the wet soil as I force myself to run, run as fast as my claws could take me, I am feeling exhausted, physically and mentally, but my sole priority is to flee and run, to flee as far as possible. I know my wolf is giving up due to weakness and lack of breath, but still, I am running. Eventually, my wolf gives up, and I collapse in the woods, wet tears spilling out of my eyes just by thinking about how my life will change if my mate catches me.
*Monarch Miller-Jones*
I was wandering through the few trees in the town, and then I smelled the most intoxicating and appealing scent I have ever smelled. I had no inscription of the smell, it was so astonishing that it made me drool.
My lycan was howling desperately inside my head, dancing and shrieking happily.
Then I heard my lycan say a word, one word I loathed the most.
"MATE"
Oh shit, I met my mate. And she’s a little weak wolf. I hated the idea of having a mate, a she-wolf who would diminish me, a mate who would share my throne with me. Having and acknowledging a mate means I won’t be able to keep my whore harem any longer. I don’t need a woman I will be emotionally attached to. I have my contentment with my whores, since they will do anything to satisfy my lust and desire.
I was the strongest monarch. Accepting and claiming the weak she-wolf as my mate would be a disastrous thing to do. It would put a tint on my prestige. I do need a weak she-wolf, and I will never accept her. She must die.
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Lycanthropy comes from the species of werewolf. They can not shift into wolves because they are more in tune with their human side. Lycans are half-werewolf and half-human. They can grow teeth, claws, have excellent eyesight, and heal as werewolves do. They do not shift into wolves.

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Chapter 2 — Miller Jones

MY UNWANTED LYCAN MATE.
Chapter one.
(A Lycan is NOT a werewolf. The difference between them is that a Lycan can transform into a (bigger version) of a wolf whenever it gets the impulse to, it is stronger and usually stays with a pack.
They possess enhanced strength, reflexes, coordination, speed, agility, durability, endurance, and regenerative abilities superior to that of werewolves while in their Lycan forms and are able to crawl across walls with great ease and speed.
They cannot be killed using silver. On the other hand, a werewolf can be killed with silver objects piercing them into the head or the heart.)
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Monarch Miller Jones’s point.
I stretched my limbs once I woke up from the hot, tiring sex with Tina, the pack slut, and my current bed partner for a good fuck. She provided me with coitus (sex) anytime, anywhere, and whenever I was horny. I got up from my bed and took a shower and got dressed. My name is King Miller Reid Jones. I was born as a lycan. My father was the Lycan king. He was courageous, noble, and the most powerful king in the world, but he was destined to be mated to a mere human. A despicable woman who made his kingdom a wreck.
That woman, Patricia, is my mother. She was mated to my father, the king of the Lycans. Despite being human, my father loved and cherished her a lot. He shared his kingdom and people with her. She gave birth to me, but she died during childbirth.
Pathetic, how weak she was. She mated with my father, a Lycan king, and I was born as a Lycanthrope. I am my father's only child and the next in line to be king of the Lycans.
At age 15, I am already the king of the Lycans and the alpha of the Cold Blood Pack, the most hazardous and cruel pack, and we have the largest territory that spreads through the states. We are the strongest, making us the most feared pack.
I love sleeping with anything that has pussy underneath the skit, apart from being a cruel alpha king, which other packs know me as. I also had the reputation of being a man whore all over the Lycan and werewolf worlds. I love fucking whores and bitches, but despise having a mate.
I felt hostility toward one word.
"Mate"
I am not interested in sharing my throne with any weak Lycan or wolf. I don’t need to find my mate or my queen, since I am satisfied with sleeping with my whores and bitches. My harem is already filled with different kinds of beautiful Lycan, wolves whores. I put on my clothes and went outside, calling my beta, Scott, and my third in command. Chris, we have a lot of work to do as we need to start the training of the new young wolf that just shifted a few days ago in the pack. We are the biggest and strongest pack, making everyone fear and envy us. I started training the pups in a very hard way.
(Remember, we lycans and wolves have no issues being together. Everyone is at peace. I also chose a werewolf as my beta because he was stronger and faster than a normal werewolf. Even though, Lycans are more stronger, bigger, and faster than wolves, and it’s also a disgrace for a lycan to be paired with a wolf, especially royalty).
"Slow down alpha, you are too hard on the pup," I hear my third in command, Chris says.
" Sorry, I lost my control. Are you okay? I asked the pup I was training, now covered in blood. I called other wolves to take him to the pack hospital.
"You need to learn how to control your emotions. Maybe having your mate beside you is not a bad thing," my beta indicated."
" I have no mate, and I will never accept any mate. I don’t need any she lycan that will weaken me or sit beside me as my woman, my mate, and my queen. "I clasped back at him.
" You need your mated queen, alpha." "She will calm you and teach you how to control your emotions and your anger," Scott said as he began to nag me again.
I ignored him, walking back to my office.
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HER...
MIA.
I had a good night’s sleep. I got out of my bed, took a shower, and slipped into my cropped black top, short bum, and a pair of my favorite cute white sandals. I blew my hair as I pulled it up in a messy bun as I walked down the stairs to my kitchen. Since I am leaving alone now, I usually go over to my brother’s pack since I will be able to see the sexy beta.
I make some breakfast for myself before going out for the day, I stop by to drink some coffee at a coffee stand shop.
I walked in to meet the coffee seller.
"Good morning ma’am, welcome to the flavorful coffee stand. What can we offer you?" She asked, smiling.
I smiled back at her. " I need a cup of Americano," I said, as I took my seat.
Alpha King Miller.
I was out in town with my beta and Chris. When we arrived near a coffee shop, I felt my Lycan stir, trying to come forward.
"What has gotten into you demon," I asked my lycan as he did not reply. He was just anxious. I would feel it.
" Are you alright, alpha? My beta asked. He seemed to notice.
" Nothing, everything is alright," I replied. I pretended to be okay as my lycan fought to take control of my body.
"What the hell is wrong with you, Demon? I roar through the mindlink. Then it hit me. I could smell the most intoxicating, alluring scent.
My wolf Demon howls and shakes his tail in happiness.
"Mate" he growls. Shit, he utters the most annoying thing. The word "mate" is a poisonous word to my ear.
I looked around to search for the so-called mate, but I could not see anyone as the alluring scent got stronger and stronger.
It smelled like vanilla and strawberries. Her scent makes me drool. Inside the seductive aroma, I allowed myself to drool. She has this effect on me even when I have not seen her. She must die. I can’t allow her to destroy me. She is making my lycan go against me.
My beta and Chris continue to stare at me questionably as I keep searching for her. My eyes fell on a very beautiful girl. That’s her. She is more beautiful than I expected her to be. My mate. I keep staring at her.
She was very tall and had delicate skin and very long hair that was pulled in a messy bun. She has a killer body. She is beautiful enough to captivate any guy. A growl vibrated from my chest when I noticed what she was putting on. It’s a very short bum showing her long milky white legs. She's dressed in a crop top, showing off her gorgeous belly. I keep staring at her, hoping she’s going to notice my hot gaze on her. She’s a wolf. I can smell her.
"Mate! Mine" I growled. I must claim what is mine. I must have her. I stood up and was about to walk inside to meet her when Chris suddenly distracted me.
"Alpha king, where are you going? He questions.
"And where did I tell you I was going? I let out a dangerous warning. I ignored him and my eyes went back to where she was sitting. I was shocked when she was no longer there. She suddenly vanished. Where is she? I ran after my mate. I keep sniffing the air to catch her fragrance, but she is gone. She vanished without a trace.
"What are you doing, alpha king," Chris asked, as they kept gazing at me and stunned by my actions.
"I saw my mate just now," I told them as I desperately searched my surroundings for her.
"Wait, your what? They asked. I remember you telling us you don’t need your mate and queen. You never wanted one. I think Tina and the other whores were enough for you. They mock me, and they try to hide their ridiculing face.
They were mocking me, I know.
"I never wanted her. My lycan wanted her, not me, and she was extremely outstanding, beautiful, and hot, "I told them.
"Oh," they both murmur, mocking me again. "We see. It’s your lycan that keeps searching for her, not you. I ignored them.
Our entire drive back was not easy as my Lycan would not settle down. He wanted to find his mate and claim her since he never agreed to me keeping or fucking my whores. He only wanted his mate.
"Settle down, demon, I snap at him, or I will reject her," I growled. The thought of rejecting her caused a stabbing pain in my chest.
How can she have such an effect on me already since I have not spoken to her yet?" I need to reject her or kill her.
My Lycan growls, "I dare you to reject, or kill her, and you are going to lose me forever also."
"Wow!" Have you forsaken me for her ? "It’s ok, it’s okay. I will keep her for your sake, "I assured my Lycan demon before shoving him away. What the fuck? He’s so irritating. Our drive finally reached a stop as we reached our destination, "my kingdom", as I walked inside my bathroom. I get stripped and walk into the hot shower. The water felt good on my skin as I got out. I see Sarah standing and watching me like her prey.
Sarah was one of my bed mates. My favorite whore.
"Don’t you know how to knock?! I asked her.
"Aaaahh, come on, baby, it’s not like it’s my first time seeing you naked," she purred, as she tried to be seductive.
She irritates me, but I had no choice since I use her for my pleasure. She’s just a whore I use. And she is also not the only one I fuck.
I walked up to her to get what I wanted. My lycan rejects me. "No," he growls as I try pushing him back, but he refuses. "Our mate will be here soon. Don’t mess around sleeping with all these cheap bitches again. "She's going to hate us if she finds out," he growls again.
"It’s enough for today, Don’t start with this mate thing, demon," i’m tired. I warn trying to push him back again.
I walked over to Sarah. I would smell her scent; it was so disgusting.
"Baby, I missed you," she purred as she started stripping herself.
Her hands moved over my body as she pressed her naked body against me. (Well, I needed a woman that I did not feel any attachment to, and she and the other she wolves and Lycans gave me just what I wanted. I am a lycan and also a man. I need to pleasure myself always.
I need someone to quench my lust and they give me the pleasure I desire. I vowed never to think about that weak wolf who had been my mate again) as I let her suck on my rod, sinking into the pleasure she was giving me.
"Shit" ...... I growl as her mouth gives me all the pleasure I need right now.
I clutched her head tightly as I began to deep throat her just to have my own release as she sobbed.
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*Moon bunnie*

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Chapter 3 — On Run

MY UNWANTED LYCAN MATE.
Meeting the Lycan King.
Chapter Three
Him. (Lycan King Miller).
Stance.
It's been weeks. I have been searching for her because of my Lycan, but I have yet to find her. She just faded away into the thin air.
Demon has been terrorizing me, and he has finally stopped talking to me. I tried my best to search for his mate. Her scent just vanished in the thin air, along with her. If not for my Lycan demon, I would definitely not have searched for that weak she wolf.
HER (Mia).
Perspective.
My mate has a bad reputation throughout the lycan and werewolf world for being a man whore. Ever since I saw my mate, I have been restless. He is also the cruelest, ferocious, and violent man whore of an alpha king who fucked every lycan and she wolf in his pack and others' packs as well. Why would the moon goddess be so cruel to me for making that man whore my mate? I don't agree. I have to run to my brother's pack. I have been spending a lot of time with Kelly in my brother's pack. I used that to keep my mate off my mind. Being with Kelly calmed me as he was taking good care of me. I told him how I felt, and I got to know he felt the same way as me. I am enjoying his touch, his kiss. I whimpered and moaned when he kissed me on my skin. I begged him to take me and claim me as his, but he refused to go further than the kisses. He told me, We need to take this slowly and I accepted that he was really a sweet boyfriend.
A month later.
I went to town to get some things for myself at home. I know he won't be looking for me since he has indefinite whores who serve him in bed day and night. I went out one evening to go for a run since my wolf kept pestering me for a run. I felt my body move, my body shift as my wolf took off. We ran, and we played in the forest. Suddenly, I heard a very dangerous animalistic feral growl at my back. It sent down some cold chills in my body. I turn back slowly to see a gigantic black Lycan wolf. I sniffed the air, thinking it was a rogue and ready for some fight, but I perceived something different. It was a scent, an exquisite scent that only belongs to no other Lycan, than my unwanted mate. What the fuck? I need to escape. I ran, twisting the branches as I pounded through the forest, pumping my claws as fast as they would go, which was pretty fast in my wolf form, as I thought I could outrun an alpha since he was more massive than me and I could squeeze through all the small spaces that I could.
"Stop," he howls dangerously at me.
"You are mine," he roared. His deep wolf voice sounded throughout the dark forest. Hearing what my unwanted mate said, I pushed my four claws faster than before. I need to get away from that monster of a mate.
"Mate," he called, ``you can't hide from me." He sounded closer. I never look back as I keep running as fast as I can.
"I order you to stop now,"", he shouted in my head. It was so powerful, but he wasn't my alpha. His command had no effect on me. I gave my Wolff yip as I sped up, so close. I was so close to my brother's territory, I thought.
Suddenly, he scurried past me, tugging me down. I attempted to stand up on my feet, but an angry savage growl halted me as he looked down at me, doing nothing as he just glared at me. It was a deadly one.
Finally, I got up on my four paws and gazed back at the alpha, with my eyes replenished with hatred.
"Don’t run away from me, little mate." he declares.
"Who are you to tell me what to do, and not to do?" I snapped at him.
"I am your mate and your king." He smirked, evil. You belong to me, mate.
"You were never my mate or my king," I shot back. I don’t want to be your mate. You will never be my mate.
"You don’t have to worry about that, darling. I will be your mate and your king as soon as I mark and mate you," he says. My eyes widened, and I bared my teeth at him. I will never allow him to mark or mate with me. I need to run.
"Are you trying to pick a fight with your mate, little one?" he whispered. "If I were you, I wouldn't try such a useless move." Don’t think about getting away from me. I won’t allow you to escape. You are mine.
I need to stay away from this psycho who claims to be my mate. I intend to stay far away from him. I wanted to run again, but I realized how weak I am. I saw his sneering face before I passed out.
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MOONBUNNIE.

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